“Splash!” I heard something from the water below. I peered over the side of my nest and caught a glimpse of a bear hunched over the side of the river. His arm hit the river with such force that water poured over the shore.
Right away I swooped down and started circling the bear’s head. A massive paw came up to grab me, but I swiftly moved out of its way. “Kkhhaaa!” I screamed, and before I knew it the frightened bear raced back into the woods. When I looked down I saw a fish, surrounded by a pool of blood. Quickly, I swooped down into the water and carefully clawed the fish. “Get off of me! Let me go!” it said. “I’m just trying to help take you up the river.” I shouted. “That’s what they all say.” he replied. I flew back down and let him go. After some bickering and struggling we made up and became best friends.
That evening I heard the crunching of leaves and low growls, but I was too tired to wake up. The next morning I was alarmed to see blood tracks outside my nest. Curiosity got the best of me so I decided to follow them. When the tracks ended I saw fish bones lying in the leaves. When I couldn’t take it any longer, I flew back to my nest and cried about my friend’s fate.
A month later, I spotted the same bear that brought tragedy to my friend, but he looked as if he were going to faint or collapse. To my astonishment he did collapse, and it was actually somewhat frightening. When I thought he had died, I went to go investigate. Perched next to him and, I spotted a moving object in his mouth. After looking closer I saw it was a parasite! He stared back at me with his cold, eerie eyes, which made shivers run down my beak.
A day later, I heard some wrestling below my nest, and made myself go investigate it. Good thing I did, because it was a worm that had just moved in under the tree. He looked as if he was having trouble unpacking, so I decided to be a good tree friend and help him. After we unpacked the luggage, I carefully flew him up to my nest and we talked for a little bit. When he said he had to go back home I flew him back down and said goodnight. Once I reached my nest, I realized that I was one crazy bird and ever time I peer out of my nest something was bound to happen.
Fiction Story
Bald Eagles’ Adventure
American Black Bear
“Splash!” I heard something from the water below. I peered over the side of my nest and caught a glimpse of a bear hunched over the side of the river. His arm hit the river with such force that water poured over the shore.
Right away I swooped down and started circling the bear’s head. A massive paw came up to grab me, but I swiftly moved out of its way. “Kkhhaaa!” I screamed, and before I knew it the frightened bear raced back into the woods. When I looked down I saw a fish, surrounded by a pool of blood. Quickly, I swooped down into the water and carefully clawed the fish. “Get off of me! Let me go!” it said. “I’m just trying to help take you up the river.” I shouted. “That’s what they all say.” he replied. I flew back down and let him go. After some bickering and struggling we made up and became best friends.
That evening I heard the crunching of leaves and low growls, but I was too tired to wake up. The next morning I was alarmed to see blood tracks outside my nest. Curiosity got the best of me so I decided to follow them. When the tracks ended I saw fish bones lying in the leaves. When I couldn’t take it any longer, I flew back to my nest and cried about my friend’s fate.
A month later, I spotted the same bear that brought tragedy to my friend, but he looked as if he were going to faint or collapse. To my astonishment he did collapse, and it was actually somewhat frightening. When I thought he had died, I went to go investigate. Perched next to him and, I spotted a moving object in his mouth. After looking closer I saw it was a parasite! He stared back at me with his cold, eerie eyes, which made shivers run down my beak.
A day later, I heard some wrestling below my nest, and made myself go investigate it. Good thing I did, because it was a worm that had just moved in under the tree. He looked as if he was having trouble unpacking, so I decided to be a good tree friend and help him. After we unpacked the luggage, I carefully flew him up to my nest and we talked for a little bit. When he said he had to go back home I flew him back down and said goodnight. Once I reached my nest, I realized that I was one crazy bird and ever time I peer out of my nest something was bound to happen.
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